Spring (After All)
Some say God is love even as they despise me
I say love is God made real to realize me
Whatever God is might be a surprise to you
To me and to those who say God is love yet hate
But some might not like to be surprised like you do
Or they might realize to their surprise too late
That love is all that really mattered after all
I thank the God of love for not despising me
I thank the love of God for realizing me
My spring before the winter but after the fall
The knife of life the ledge on edge the rate of fate
On this one breath by this one heartbeat how and when
What never happens happens every now and then
When love is all that really matters after all
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Stevie, I simply love "Spring (After All)."
Hope you are well.
Stay blessed,
Gwendolyn
There's a profound glory and a searching in your explorations and it's evident most strikingly in the wonderful lines,
"My Spring before the winter but after the fall
The knife of life the ledge on edge the rate of fate..."
This is very fine indeed.
John
If you have time some day stop by and read one or two of my poems. I think we have some things in common.
With Love,
Cindy
line: When love is all that really matters after all. -gene.